The No Takebacks RPG - Episode 2 - "The Passage"

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Episode 1 - Post Unfinished Business can be found by clicking here

Today we're jumping up one episode to "The Passage"

The entire fleet is cranky and hungry from strict food rationing.  Athena has found the algae planet and in order to get there the fleet has to travel through the radiation filled gas cloud.  Tensions are high, plans need to be made, and since it's been crisis after crisis with the fleet and fighter squadron the pilots still haven't been able to figure out where they stand.  Here's a handy episode rundown courtesy of Battlestar Wiki if you need specifics.

But first to catch you up....


Previously on the NT RPG:

We started the story at the end of UB and Lee and Kara remained laying in the boxing ring after everyone had gone.  The knuckledraggers were ordered by Tigh to get the hanger deck back into shape.  Helo came along and saved the day by getting the pilots up and off the deck.

Lee went on his own to the head to shower and clear his mind of all that had transpired at the dance.  Helo had another plan and dropped Starbuck right back into his lap by delivering her over his shoulder to the head.  The crew was sure to start gossiping so Starbuck cleared the room and she and Lee got down to talking about the current state of their relationship.  Lee won’t cheat and tells Kara he wants more, Kara admits leaving him in the field and marrying Anders was a mistake and lets it slip that there is more to her abduction on New Caprica.  Lee pushes and Kara agrees to talk to him about Leoben and what happened during the occupation

Meanwhile, Roslin sits with Adama in Sickbay while he’s getting patched up from his round with the Chief.  Cottle reprimands the old man and orders him off duty for 24 hrs.  The President escorts the Admiral back to his quarters and along the way they run into Col. Tigh who lets the cat out of the bag about Starbuck and Apollo’s night on New Caprica.  Adama is, of course, dumbfounded.  Once in Bill’s quarters Laura tells him that Kara would look to the stars at night and see Pegasus passing and that now she understood that all those months on New Caprica, Kara was missing Lee.

Chief and Cally were trying to sort out the crew chatter about the Dance and find out if the deck gang was doing their jobs or gossiping.  Helo and Athena discuss their friends and hope that none of them get hurt in the mess.  Sleep eludes Karl and he makes his way to the Gym where Starbuck is already going at the punching bag, the two talk and Kara confides in Helo about her situation with Sam and Lee.  He reminds her that she deserves to be happy.

Kat’s avoiding all the drama by heading to the firing range and in walks Sam Anders.  Sam knows he’s eventually going to have to face his wife but refuses to be the one to run after her.  Kat and Sam both shoot off a few rounds and Kat feels bad for the man as she has witnessed what a Starbuck dressing down does to a nugget, she invites him for a drink.

After his conversation about New Caprica with Kara in the ready room, Lee makes a decision that no matter what happens he’s leaving Dee.  He makes his way back to his quarters and begins to pack when Dee walks in.  Kara exhausted from the dance and talking, returns to the head to grab a shower before her lunch date with Apollo.

People all over Galactica know that things have changed and everyone wonders what will happen next…

I know this has been posted 100X but people like to have it at the ready instead of going back to older posts....

The No Takebacks RPG Cast List

Character	Roleplayer
Apollo	taragel
Starbuck	rayruz
Adama	sci_fi_shipper
Roslin	kdbleu
Helo	amaliak
Athena	angelicalangie
Tigh	mserrada
Sam	ninety6tears
Dee	lotus79
Chief	ddt73
Cally	thrace_adama
Kat	jeneviverose
Racetrack	ninjamonkey73
Cottle**	thegreenkitty
Specialist 22	nazkey
Guest Star	stripes13

**I know thegreenkitty   is going to be offline for awhile so if anyone is interested in picking up Cottle let me know! Until we can get someone to play and move him around any use of Cottle has to be in Sickbay.  So if you're character ends up there you can mod him for the purpose of your scene. Baltar also comes into play shortly so anyone interested in playing the crazy mad scientist he's also open for business as well as Head!Six.


The RPG post for "The Passage" will remain active and open until 11:59PM EST Wednesday.  On Thursday's RPG post we will jump another episode to the "Eye of Jupiter" which will run through the end of the week.  Please let me know if your character will be unable to check in any of those days and if so, we'll try and work something out. 

Post, read and have fun!

Comments

OOC POST (For RP-ers only) Questions, Requests, etc.

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Role players only - post your questions and comments here

Re: OOC POST (For RP-ers only) Questions, Requests, etc.

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Because I'm Pacific Time & work all week, Tigh & I won't be on until later evening each day. So, if'n anyone wants to make the XO jump thru hoops during the day--have at it :)

CAG'S PRIVATE QUARTERS

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A double rack, lockers and a small desk make up the private quarters of the CAG

ADMIRAL'S QUARTERS

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Marines stationed at the hatch mark the entrance to Admiral Adama's quarters

Re: ADMIRAL'S QUARTERS

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Bill poured himself a drink and sat at his desk, leaning back in the old leather chair and frowning about yet another desperate situation. Everyone was starving. It had been a week since he'd had a proper meal and he'd shared most of what he had with the command staff.

It had also been a week of missing his old friend, who was still holed up in his quarters with a bottle. Bill sighed, thinking of the futility of his earlier conversation. Saul was a tired and bitter man, looking the way he used to when he was holed up, without a job, slowly killing himself while Bill made his way up the chain of command. He took another swallow. He never thought it would come back around again.

It had also been a week since he'd had five frakking minutes to himself; the food crisis had put everything else on hold. They had a plan for an exhausting and deadly mission that his son would lead. But before he sent his Lee into that radiation soup, he needed to be clear on a few things.

With a grimace, Bill clicked open a comm channel. "Lieutenant Gaeta. Page Major Adama to my quarters." He dropped the receiver back on the unit and finished his drink.

Re: ADMIRAL'S QUARTERS

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Bill sat in his chair for a long time, shuffling through papers and thinking about Lee's words. He loved Kara, and for the first time in a long time, he was happy that his son had confided in him. He was less happy, he had to admit, about Kara's apparent indecision. It bothered him that Lee had left Dee and still seemed unsure about Kara's feelings for him.

Bill needed to talk to her, but it might have to wait until the mission was over - if they all survived. With a sigh, he reviewed the plan again and again, mentally calculating the odds for survival. He hoped to gods that they all made it through alive.

AGATHON'S PRIVATE QUARTERS

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Barely larger than a storage locker, the married quarters contains a double rack, a small table and a single leather chair

Re: AGATHON'S PRIVATE QUARTERS

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Captain Karl Agathon stares at the ceiling of his quarters, trying to focus on something other than his rumbling stomach.
His gaze falls on the small nightstand next to his bed. There's a quarter of a rations bar there. It's tempting to eat it...but Sharon is about to get off patrol, and it's for her.

He grits his teeth, and starts trying to remember the stats for all the colonies' pyramid teams...

PILOTS BUNK ROOM

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Rows of bunks and lockers line the walls of the bunk room. A long single table runs down the middle.

Re: PILOTS BUNK ROOM

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Racetrack sits at the bunk room table, playing solitair with a worn deck cards.

Re: PILOTS BUNK ROOM

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Kat slips quietly into the bunk room. Her conversation with Starbuck has her reeling. Glancing into her own locker, she pulls out her radiation patch. It's close enough to black that the CAG would stop her if she tried to fly the next round. She sniffs again, quietly, trying not to disturb anyone else in the room. Not that they'd notice. Everyone seems to be sniffing and hacking. What if Starbuck's right? What if she did bring some of the Cylons through to the 12 colonies?

The lie that atones for the rest of them. Get your job done.

She looks quickly into Hot Dog's locker, which he's left open. His patch is also tossed carelessly on the top shelf. Unlike hers, his is clear enough to take off. She tosses her own onto the shelf where she'd found his, then climbs into her rack to pass the time until the next -- last -- run.

Re: PILOTS BUNK ROOM

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---later---

Kara wasn't sure how she managed to keep her hands to herself on the way back, considering she would have been completely okay with taking Lee right there in the bar. Pausing outside of the hatch to the pilot's bunk room, Kara hastily kicked off her boots, leaving them in sloppy pile before dragging Lee over the threshold. Determining that the bunkroom was indeed on empty, she slammed the hatch shut, and slammed Lee up against it. "Alone at last," she murmured as her mouth sealed hard over his once again.

Re: PILOTS BUNK ROOM

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~The next morning~
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Lee awoke with a start, a sharp pain in his gut. He blinked the last vestiges of sleep from his eyes, and realized the pain had come from the pointy elbow lodged in his stomach. Kara's elbow.

Kara was sprawled halfway across his body, her legs tangled with his and her breath a warm breeze against the crook of his neck. Last night returned to him in a rush, then another night's memories flooded his brain too, and Lee gasped, unable to breath suddenly.

She'd stayed.

His chest ached as he sucked in a long shuddering breath and wrapped his arms tightly around Kara. Just in case. Lee could hear the familiar and unmistakable sounds of a shift change, from the other side of the thin curtain enclosing Kara's rack. Lockers clanging, low laughter ringing off the bunkheads. Lee found himself fervently wishing, not for the first time, that he could just freeze a moment, make everything stop.

But time--and cylons--waited for no mortal man. So he tilted his head and brushed his mouth softly over Kara's. "Morning."

GALACTICA CORRIDORS

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Crew members walking to and from their posts. The numerous walkways lead to and from the Hanger Deck, CIC, Sickbay, Admiral's quarters, Crew quarters, Mess Hall, and Memorial Hallway

Re: GALACTICA CORRIDORS

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The problem with an overcrowded battlestar is that you can never have peace in any one place. The CAP change has pushed Kat out of her comfort range. She can't stand to go back to the bunkroom, so she's wandering the halls instead. As long as she keeps her head down and keeps moving, most people should leave her alone. And Enzo, with any luck, won't be able to find her.

SICK BAY

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Rows of hospital beds and medical equipment are scattered around the large space. Cottle can be found wandering patient to patient with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

Re: SICK BAY

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Kat lays in her assigned cot, drifting in and out of consciousness. Cottle has given her a low dose drip of morpha, to dull the pain as her body succumbs to radiation poisoning. In her more lucid moments, she smiles to herself.

One last lie to atone for the rest.

She did her job. She got that last ship through.

GALACTICA HEAD

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Crew are buzzing about showering, shaving and grooming for their shifts. Pilots stumble in after CAP to clean up from a long shift in their birds

PILOTS READY ROOM

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Rows of maroon chairs and a single lectern at the front of the room make up the ready room. The walls are lined with fighter squad patches of past and present.

CIC / OPS PLANNING

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The sweeping noise of the DRADIS console reaches every corner. Gaeta can be found running from station to station reviewing the latest information regarding the fleet. On the second level maps and charts are laid out on a table for plotting the next jump or planning the next OP.

Re: CIC / OPS PLANNING

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Dee stands at her post, feeling like she's only holding herself together with paperclips and chewing gum.

Her marriage is over, and the only thing that's certain for her right now is that she'll have to move back to the BOQ soon. Married quarters are for married couples, and they're at a premium. Probably Lee will move back in with Kara eventually.

She fights to stay upright, lightheaded as she is from lack of food.

HANGER DECK

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Vipers and Raptors are tucked into repair bays and deck hands race around with tools and equipment to keep the squadrons in the air. Chief can be heard bellowing out orders to his knunckledraggers to make sure his birds launch safely from the ship

Re: HANGER DECK

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Kat walks quietly around the outside of the Raptor she's been assigned for this crazy, suicide run. Her thoughts bounce randomly from hope to regret to fear. She's just glad she's not a marine at the moment, and can get out of watching over the milling civilians. On one level, she knew that 50,000 people was more in actuality than it seemed when compared to the populations of 12 worlds and dozens more moons; that it was one hell of a coincidence that she'd happened to be on the hanger deck when he got off, and that they'd just accidentally made eye contact. On another, she never dreamed there were enough people hide them from each other for so long.

Her fingers trailed over the smooth skin of the Raptor as her mind roiled. She swallowed hard. So much of her life hung in the balance now. So frakking much.

MEMORIAL HALLWAY

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Thousands of pictures wallpaper every bulkhead in this hallway. Tokens and remembrances of loved ones lost litter the floors and surfaces. It's silent as a temple except for the faint sound of crying and prayers from the mourners who come to honor the dead.

Re: MEMORIAL HALLWAY

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Sam had never told Kara this, but every time he was on Galactica, he took some time to walk through the memorial hallway before catching his ride out. He was doing this now, paying his respects to these hundreds of people he never knew, and today he sat down at one of the benches and just let that sour sadness wash over him. It wasn't calming, but the reminder of the much bigger issues than the ones he was dealing with had a sedating effect.

It was hard to bitterly latch onto the sense of betrayal over what he knew was coming when everything was in perspective. He'd been far from perfect for Kara, didn't know down from up when he was with her cause he'd never loved anybody so relentlessly, but when his thoughts were more clear like this, it just seemed wrong for either of them to be wasting their time in this sad imitation of a marriage. Kara had been losing people her entire life, not just during the war, and if there was a place in her he just couldn't fill like Lee Adama could, there was no use trying to hold on.

REC ROOM

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A dozen tables and chairs littered with triad cars, ashtrays and old magazines are in the room. A table at the back of the room is stacked with empty glasses and shooters. The air smells like a mixture of cigar smoke and ambrosia

Re: REC ROOM

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Sandstorm walked into the rec room looking for someone - anyone - to talk to. She was so sick & tired of being treated like a ditz around the Galactica and after being yelled at by the Chief for her starting the rumors about Starbuck & Apollo, she was beyond pissed. It was so unfair that she would be the one called out on something that the entire frakking ship was talking about! There was a pool for frak's sake! One that had started way before she even joined the Galactica crew.

And why was everyone warning her about Starbuck finding out that she was flirting with the CAG? First of all, she wasn't flirting. Well, not technically. She was just trying to get herself out of a jam. A jam that Showboat had gotten her into. And second, the man was hot. Everyone flirted with him! Why should she be the exception to THAT rule too?

She'd seen Starbuck strut around the Galactica like she owned the place but so did a lot of other pilots. What made her so special and why did Sandstorm need to be afraid of her? Sure, she'd heard tales of Starbuck's legendary right hook and yes, she had seen her & Apollo beat the crap out of each other at the dance, but still. Who the hell did Starbuck think she was? Back home, Kara Thrace was exactly the kind of girl that Sandstorm and her friends used to make fun of in school. She was the tomboy who hung out with the "wrong" crowd and Sandstorm would've never even given her the time of day!

Reminding herself that she was Julie Anne Frakking Darling and no one messed with the prom queen, she squared her shoulders, took a deep breath, flipped her hair and looked around the rec room. She spotted Hot Dog in a corner flipping through a magazine and made her way over.

"Hey Hot Dog!" she said, using her "come get me" sexy smile.

Hot Dog looked up, surprised to see the Specialist (what was her name? Sweetheart? Something stupid like that) talking to him. "Hey."

Sandstorm slid in a chair, leaned over the table and winked at Hot Dog, "so did you hear? It's all over the ship! I wonder who won the pot!"

VIEWER COMMENTS / FEEDBACK

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Everyone not Role Playing please post all your comments and feedback in this thread

Re: VIEWER COMMENTS / FEEDBACK

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I know this is for those not playing, but FEEDBACK MUST BE OFFERED!

NAZ! And Aurora! And Tara! I'm laughing so hard at your little gossip scene. Yay for Levity! (Especially since I was all in agreement with Tara's "Lee thinks there is too much angst" icon this morning. Poor Dee. **heart breaks for the poor girl**

JOE'S BAR

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A makeshift bar in an unused section of the hanger deck is where the crew goes to unwind after a shift.

Re: JOE'S BAR

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Lee followed Kara through the narrow passage to Joe's bar. The small area was crowded with crewmembers. Apparently, a lot of folks had needed a drink tonight. And now, most of those people were staring at them, he realized self-consciously.

Hesitating, then shaking his head, Lee realized he was being foolish. Let them look. Hell most of Galactica was already assuming they were doing it on every available surface on the ship anyway. Even his father.

He grimaced, and turned to Kara, placing his hand on her lower back. "C'mon."

He steered her over to a nearby table and they sat down. A waitress hussled over and took their drink orders, and then he looked at Kara.

"So...now what?"